Yesterday, Mitchell took me for a spectacular walk on the cliffs above the Pacific, at a place called Bodega Head, a peninsula jutting out into the ocean about an hour and a half north of home. Funny that I’ve lived here all these years and never walked out there.
Knowing we were going to be passing through the little town of Bodega on Bodega Bay, first we of course had to watch the video of Alfred Hitchcock’s The Birds since it was filmed in the town. Bodega Bay is definitely more developed now than the sleepy fishing village it was in 1963, but it’s still got a fishing and crabbing culture. The old Bodega Bay School featured in the film has been restored and it’s now a private residence without any attacking ravens. Constructed in 1873, the building is still stunning.
All photos by Mitchell Yee
On Bodega Bay, we walked to the end of the fishing pier, where a shameless adult male California sea lion begged for bait fish from the family that was fishing on the pier. We watched both brown and white pelicans, birds that typically aren’t found that near each other. The diving brown pelicans were in the deep water, and the larger white pelicans were doing their group feeding thing swimming in the shallows.
There was also the biggest group of cormorants feeding together that I’ve seen–at least 30–obviously following schooling fish. Long-necked and low-bodied, they appeared almost like sea serpents, all neck and beak, then diving and coming up with fish that they gulped down.
In perfect weather, we headed out to the trail high on the bluffs of Bodega Head. From there, we stopped awestruck looking down on a trio of California gray whales. They ended up hanging out near the shore for an hour. We walked along the cliff and listened to the barking of dozens of California sea lions at their island rookery, and spotted a few harbor seals hanging out on the rocks around them. A big pod of dolphins zoomed around, churning up the water as they took to the air.
All of that, and there were more brown pelicans flying in formation, songbirds, seabirds, and a couple of deer along the trail. And finally, a red-tailed hawk perching in the glow of sunset silhouetted against the sky below the nearly full moon.
A magical day.